You Mean Nothing To Me... by punk-wannabe, literature
Literature
You Mean Nothing To Me...
You're not there anymore,
You mean nothing to me.
All the memories are gone
I won't cry anymore
You hurt me for the last time
I can't believe I trusted you.
I Thought You Had Changed!
Why did I let myself trust in you agian?
Why didn't I see this coming?
I knew you didn't care anymore.
You don't care about anything!
All our good times are gone.
They dont mean shit to me .
I'm nothing to you?
You don't even exist anymore.
You died freshman year
I cry over your hidden grave.
I burried you years ago
Deep in my heart.
I wish I could resurect the dead.
I wish I could bring you back to life.
But I can't even see you anymore.
Y
Why are you hiding?
I feel like your drifting away from me.
Isn't the point of a loving relationship
To be there when times are hard?
And help eachother through thick
And thin?
Why won't you let me help you?
There are so many things of wisdom
That I know,
So many things that I can shead light on.
Please.. Let me help you.
I hate the thought of you in pain.
I hate the thought of you crying...
In the dark...
Alone,
And wishing for companionship.
I feel that every night.
I never want you to feel like that,
Please, trust me, I wont laugh.
I love you,
Your lights, and your darks,
I signed onto this relationship,
Aware of th
Valentine Day's Past... by punk-wannabe, literature
Literature
Valentine Day's Past...
Do you remember
The day's of Valentines past?
Two years ago, do you remember?
You called me up, crying
Begging me to come and get you
Take you away from the hell you were born into.
And I did.
Do you remember?
We sat in my room and talked,
I let you say all you wanted.
We looked over the things you grabbed,
In the frantic haste to get away from there
Before the she returned.
Your Mother.
I was never more worried about your saftey
Than that night.
I was never more concerned about anyone,
Than you.
Now years have passed,
I still have your thank you card,
Now times have changed,
But I am still here for you.
You knew I was
All I asked for was a little more time.
You don't know what that would have ment to me.
All I wanted was more time to be with you,
To feel the happiness I feel less and less each day.
Why did you go?
Did you not see the tears in my eyes?
Or the tightness of my hug,
Begging you to linger in my arms,
Just a few more moments longer?
There are so many pains I havent told you.
Things I can never get myself to bring up.
There are things on my mind
That only time with you can take away.
Why did you go?
Couldnt you hear the saddness in my voice?
Or the voice of your own heart?
Telling you to stay with me that extra time?
You have no
"Everything's ready, how do you like it Rayven?" Mark Christopherson says, standing next to a woman in her early 30's. Her long red hair is beautifully pulled back into a sophisticated bun in the center of her head. She is wearing a gray suit that stuck out in the all white room she was in. Her glasses are sliding down her nose, giving her a very refined look, showing off her baby blue eyes, lightly decorated with makeup.
"Everything's perfect Mark, you really outdid yourself this time," Rayven says looking at Mark, smiling. Her face was glowing. Mark walks away to go check on something and she is left alone. Standing in the middle of
If only I knew I was coming home to you,
That I had you to fall into bed with.
If only I could look forward to your smiling face
To kiss me awake
And your tight embrace
To lull me to sleep.
If only i knoew that I would be with you forever
And all doubts were gone,
If only I could see my destiny,
And saw your smiling face in it.
Then maybe, just maybe
True happiness coud find it's way to me.
I opened a box full of my life,
And pilled it on the ground.
Sighing I looked at the mess...
How could this be my life?
How did I let it get like this?
I guess I should start to fix it...
I sat down on the floor next to the puzzle pieces.
Will I ever be able to make sense out of this?
It looks like a swirl of colors and symbols...
It's so confusing...
And there is no picture to use as a reference.
I pick up each piece, trying to find the edges,
Only to see each piece looks the same as the last.
How will I piece them together?
I don't know where they belong....
I'm lost in a mess of what I call my life,
This could take some tim
I sat all night by the phone waiting for your call
But did the phone ring?
No... but that's ok.
I don't care.
We layed next to each other all night long,
I could feel the heat from your body
But never once did you reach out to hold me...
But that's ok... I don't care
Your kiss no longer feels like they did
I long for the butterflys in my stomach
But they are fluttering away along with our love
But that's ok... I don't care...
Really... I don't.
I don't care that the love we had is fading,
The love that I sacrificed so much for.
I don't care that the cold of my bed now chills me to the bone
While the heat of your skin is with a
I Didn't Think It Was Possible by punk-wannabe, literature
Literature
I Didn't Think It Was Possible
I didn't think it was possible.
For things to go as good as they did.
Your smile was fuller,
Your eyes shone brighter than ever.
The love on your face could me seen more easily than normal.
I just didn't think it was possible
For your laugh to fill my heart anymore,
For your glance to make my knees get any weaker,
For your touch to make my heart pound any harder.
I had no idea this could get better.
I didn't think it was possible.
For your hugs to be any more conforting
For your kiss to be any more sweeter,
But the warmth is still around me,
and I can still taste you on my lips.
I didn't think it was possible...
But it has to
As you take hold of my wrist
And push in a little closer
I can't help but cry if only a little
"Please…"
The look in my eyes is one of loss
And you are at loss but for a moment
And then the distant hard look streams back into your once beautiful eyes
As you take the blade slowly out of your pocket.
The tears are streaming down my face
I can't see clearly any more, and I won't need to in a few minutes more
"It hurts…"
the sting of the paper cut thin slice upon my once white skin consumes me
As you look into my eyes
I hope you can see
Just how much I'm bleeding inside.
"Betrayal…"
is the only thing that comes to my mind
and a
I had a dream. A dream I was walking next to a friend. A friend I thought I lost. She was herself, and we were walking in the halls of school. Just like the old days. We had our arms around each other's neck and my head was resting on her shoulder. We were talking about the future, the things we wanted to be when we grow up. I never saw her face, but I knew who she was. Her presence comforted me and I was happy inside. The kind of happiness you only feel every so often, nothing was worrying me, pure happiness. I started crying as we were talking about the times we thought we would never be friends again, the past that we longed to erase. Sh
OMFG. i am so pissed at the school computers. last friday i actually finished the 8th chapter to Remember I Love You. I have been working on it for THREE FUCKING WEEKS. And then my computer decides to DELETE it from the hard drive. it just *poof* dissapeared... and about 3/4ths of it wasnt even in any of my notes, just things that i made up at the sper of the moment.. decriptions that i wrote as i was thinking about it. FUCKING PISSES ME OFF. so i dont know when im going to get the will to want to re-write it again. Not anytime soon thats for sure...
*grumbles and walks off*
you will be starting to see many of my photographs being deleated from my gallery, but not to fear.. they will be here
~d0rkus (https://www.deviantart.com/d0rkus)
there will be some new and old there. please go check it out. thanks.
[edit]most of my time and effort will be on that account, i have a print accout. or soon enough i will. So yeah.. umm... im gonna try and get things going with that and stuff. Hmm... poetry will be on here for the most part ^_^ well toodles.
well, after last nights lovely saddness spell i feel somewhat better... i quit my job today, so thats off my back. I dont have to worry about going in tonight. but my mom blew out her back now so i have to help her with that. o well. Umm... nothing really exciting. *falls over* i hate the weather.. it does this to me...
i wonder when kaites gonna get me that job at max and ermas... soon i hope..
Today was kinda fun, SS2 always seems to put me in a good mood for some reason. Dunno why. Becuase the sophmores are all so immature its funny. worse than us when we were sophmores. *falls alseep*
well i gotta go help mom clean the house. Toodles.
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